Chapter 1028

Kill!

In the darkness of heaven and earth, the sound of killing shook the sky and earth.

Tianting army from the four sides into the northern earthquake Cangyuan, with the demon army fighting together.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

All of a sudden, blood spatter, blood stained the sky, just a confrontation, the Tianting army will lose miserably.

You know, they are all facing the world's strongest oppressed realm. Before being suppressed, the weakest is Tianjing. Even though the army of demons is suppressed to the same level as them, their combat power is not the same.

Kill!

Fortunately, reinforcements from various forces in Tianting came from all directions, and the descendants of the emperor joined the war. But Rao was so. The monks of the great Chu Dynasty were still turned into ashes.

Ye Chen killed him like a startling awn. He was very powerful. He was wearing huntian battle armor, hanging chaos God tripod on his head, and holding the blood spirit sword in his hand. He stepped on the sea of evil spirits, and there was a pool of blood everywhere.

After that, Taixu gulong, Zixuan, Ji ningshuang, Liu Yi and Zhou Ao joined the war one after another, and the war situation was barely leveled off.

"Where are the people of Haotian family?" Ye Chen splits a demon soldier and saves a Beihai family's son.

"Surrounded by... In Cangmang mountain."

"Leave Beizhen Cangyuan and withdraw to the south." Ye Chen put down the disciple, swept a blade, and went straight to the Cangmang mountain where Cangyuan was shaking in the north. He was like a god of war, and no one could stop him.

Since the unification of the great Chu Dynasty, Haotian aristocratic family, like the twilight family, Ouyang aristocratic family and Nangong aristocratic family, has moved back from the southern Chu land to the northern Chu land. All the old monks are homesick.

He did not object to this at that time.

At that time, the great Chu was the territory of Tianting, which was the same in the southern Chu and Northern Chu. Both Haotian family and Nangong aristocratic family were ruled by Tianting, and they were the major princes of Tianting.

However, at the moment, he regretted that he should not let Haotian aristocratic family return to their hometown, otherwise it would not be so miserable.

Even though he still had a grudge against Haotian family, time may have wiped out everything. He began to accept Haotian family, but it was in this chaotic Beizhen Cangyuan.

On the side of Xutian, the people of Xuantian aristocratic family are trying to kill them.

The old monks of Xuantian aristocratic family all tried their best to make a living for the younger generation.

Hold on! Hold on!

Wei Wenzhuo is covered with blood and carries Dongfang Yuyan with blood all over her back. She is hit by a devastating blow, and her eyebrow is pierced by a finger. Her soul is in rout and the fire of her soul is annihilated.

"Wei Wenzhuo, thousands of years later, will you... You still remember me?" Dongfang YuYan's eyes were dim, her expression was blurred, and her smile was sad and beautiful. After a word was said, her mouth immediately gushed blood and wet his clothes.

"Yes, I will." Wei Wenzhuo's body was shaking and his eyes were full of tears.

"I... I should be glad that I met the person I love most in my best years."

"You won't wait too long."

"I will engrave your name on the Naihe bridge, write my wish and pray to God to protect my husband. I will not forget the past and forget the East... Dongfang Yuyan..."

Dongfang YuYan's words, intermittent, weak to the extreme, even though exhausted the last effort, but still did not finish speaking, cheek quietly pasted on his back, shed two lines of sad tears.

"I will kowtow in front of the Buddha and continue a section of the front." Wei Wenzhuo is still saying, with tears in his smile. Even though he knows she can't hear her, he still says, "the next reincarnation, lift your red veil again, we will have a group of children..."

Oh!

Looking at Wei Wenzhuo so, Xuantian's parents, who were still fighting, sighed one after another.

Boom!

In front of her, the dark demon soldiers were swept away by a sword. Qian Shangyue killed her and saved the Xuantian family, but she failed to save Dongfang Yuyan. This is a war. Even though she has compassion, she has no time to pity.

Wanjian Chaozong!

In the empty sky of the East, there are thousands of swords blaring. Everywhere they pass, the magic soldiers are killed in pieces.

It was Ji ningshuang, which was created by Ye Chen. This is the secret skill of group attack. It's the most suitable one to use at this time.

If ye Chen is a god of war, she is a queen. No one can stop her step. One of them killed her and landed on a mountain.

On the peak, there are thirty or fifty figures, all female elders of the Qixi palace, who are protecting their saints at the moment.

Xu nuoyan's injury is very bad, which is no better than Dongfang Yuyan. She is also hurt in her soul. If the alchemist's soul power was not strong, she would have been gone, but even so, she could not stop her soul from breaking down.

Go!

Ji ningshuang carries Xu nuoyan on her back and kills out of the mountain with many female elders in the Qixi palace.

"God is still... Just." Xu nuoyan's cheek, pasted on Ji ningshuang's back, smiles some sorrowfully.Ji ningshuang's pretty eyebrows and slight frowns, but she doesn't say a word. She still wields the mysterious spirit sword and sweeps around the demons.

"You are still that... That kind of woman disguised as a man, and... You are as handsome as I remember." After her death, Xu nuoyan is still whispering, her eyes are blurred, and the light in her eyes is collapsing.

If... I will marry you She laughs silly, with tenderness, said a woman should not have said to another woman's words.

Hearing this, Ji Ning Shuang's body trembled, and her sword was almost destroyed.

Perhaps, until this time, she really understood Xu nuoyan's mind.

It's all God's work. She disguised herself as a man, but they met in Dancheng. On the contrary, the infatuated woman fell in love with her disguised as a man.

Where the God is just, weaves the nature, and plays tricks on the world of mortals. Where is Ji Wuchen in this world? A name that doesn't exist, but it needs to be engraved in the soul and meet again in the next life.

Behind her, the murmur disappeared. Xu nuoyan's eyes, which she did not want to close, closed tremblingly. Only two lines of sad tears crossed the sad and beautiful cheek, leaving a piece of God's love.

Ji ningshuang is silent, the heart has guilt, is her, to her behind, leaving a wisp of red dust injury.

Oh!

With a sigh to herself, she stepped across the empty sky, killed a demon soldier and killed out of the encirclement.

Oh!

In a temple full of blood, Poria cocos and old man Zhuge also sighed one after another.

In front of us, there is an old old tree, which is covered with red ropes of different levels. On each red rope, there is a small wooden card, and each small wooden card is engraved with two names.

Under the old tree, there is a woman lying on one side and a young man on the other. They don't want to see each other, but they hold hands. One is in white, the other is in wedding dress, the other is Li Zhang, and the other is Haotian Shixue.

Today, it was supposed to be their day of great joy, but when the demons invaded, their newlyweds became funerals.

The old man Zhuge and poria cocos turned their backs and did not rescue them because the couple were dying. Even if Daluo Jinxian was alive, they could not save them.

"I hope the next life will be husband and wife." Li Zhang's tired smile, dim eyes, gradually dissipated the last trace of divine light.

"I will wait for you under the old moon tree." Haotian Shixue smiles tenderly, and her cheek tilts down. Her beautiful eyes full of tears slowly close and shed her last two lines of tears in the world of mortals.

Oh!

Poria cocos and old man Zhuge sighed again, waved their hands and held them up and buried under the old tree.

Perhaps, this is their best destination, the yellow spring company, hand in hand, on the Naihe bridge, Meng Po's soup is a cup of wine, guarding the moon old tree, hoping to grow old together in the next life.

Old man Zhuge and poria cocos left, but on the old moon tree, there were two flowers blooming. One was lizhang, the other was Shixue.